I have a juicer.
You know the kind of thing - a machine which extracts the moisture from friuts and vegetables, giving you a cup of 'healthy, fresh, vitamin-full' water...and a bowl of dry cellulose pulp to put in stews and things.
Well, I have one. And I only mention it because I just discovered it at the back of a cupboard, and I've no idea how or where I got it.
But my parents assure me, they clearly remember me going on a health-kick years ago, and purchasing a juice extracter gizmo.
So, I have just converted a large bag of carrots into a small cup of carrot juice, which is good, because a small cup is all I was able to drink.
The same carrots, baked with herbs and a little butter though, would be a pleasure to eat.
I've a feeling I had the same realisation years ago, just before I packed away and forgot about the juicer.